White Dove

Found us in a small cafe
 Happened to be out that day
 To watch it go by
 It came to pass that we shall be
 Early signs of victory
 From out of their eyes
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 If you lay your guns to ground
 Feel the weight of coming down
 Fall from your mind
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 Something that I ought to say
 To take away the pain of day
 I'm leading the blind
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 Old man drifting
 Won't you carry me out of this place?
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 Found us in a small cafe
 Happened to be out that day
 To write it all down
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 As they fell upon the floor
 Thought of all that's gone before
 They went to the ground
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 The old man is drifting
 Won't you carry me out of this place?
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 The white dove is rising
 To the sound of your God-given grace
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 To the sound of your God-given grace